In the face of this punch that reigns over the world like an emperor and is as vast as the sea, Su Zimo subconsciously wants to use the killing move in the secret book of the Great Wilderness Demon King, the blood ape to offer fruit!

It's all combat instinct.

The so-called combat instinct is to see the opponent's move, although the mind is blank, but without thinking, the body can make the most correct response and judgment!

A lot of times, it's not about seeing your opponent's move and then thinking about how to dismantle it or how to dodge, because it's too late.

With their fighting talents, in melee combat, they rely on an instinct!

But Su Zimo's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that the blood ape offering fruit was a killing move in the secret book of the Great Wilderness Demon King, and it could also be regarded as a means of the demon clan.

So far, Su Zimo has cultivated the killing moves in the secret book of the Great Wilderness Demon King to the point where he has both form and spirit, and is superb!

If others close their eyes, what comes to mind is not Su Zimo, but a real blood ape demon king with a hidden killing machine!

Mixed with one true monarch and others, they will inevitably attack him!

Just like that, the thought flashed, Su Zimo's shot hesitated, and his momentum instantly fell into disadvantage!

It's too late to fight back, so you can only passively resist.

In a hurry, Su Zimo's arms had just been raised.

Emperor Yin's fist has come!

Bang!

Flesh and blood collide, bones collide!

Step on!

The blood veins in Su Zimo's body surged, and he took a step back!

So far, Su Zimo has fought all the way, killing countless strong enemies, and in close combat, it is the first time that someone can force him to retreat!

One thought is wrong, and the opportunity has been lost!

For a demon like Di Yin, this kind of opportunity will not be missed at all.

Di Yin stepped forward and swung his arm like a steel whip smashing down towards Su Zimo!

The wind is howling!

Su Zimo's expression was calm, he couldn't see any panic, the blood in his body was surging, and there were bursts of sea tides, and the bones crackled.

Call!

Facing Di Yin's arm, Su Zimo punched out!

This punch burst out with a dazzling brilliance!

Six Spirit Patterns, Innate Spirit Weapons!

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

This fist glove of the innate spirit weapon is still a treasure obtained by Su Zimo when he first entered the ancient battlefield and killed everyone in the Liuli Palace.

No matter how strong Di Yin's body is and how hard his arms are, he will definitely not be able to withstand the heavy blow of the innate spirit weapon!

The corners of Di Yin's mouth curled slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that his arm was about to hit this innate spirit weapon, Di Yin suddenly changed his move, spread out his big hand, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped it on Su Zimo's fist!

"Give me waste!"

Emperor Yin shouted, murderous!

"Huh?"

Su Zimo's expression changed.

Emperor Yin's palm unexpectedly erupted with a grinding and strangling force.

It was like a huge grinding disc, suppressing Su Zimo's fist underneath, constantly rotating, crushing, and strangling!

This kind of power has even penetrated the surface of this fist glove and acted on Su Zimo's fist!

Su Zimo could clearly feel that his fists and arms seemed to be suppressed by a huge grinding plate, and he couldn't struggle at all!

"Big Mixed Yuan Palm!"

In the crowd below, Lin Xuanji looked solemn and muttered lightly.

The Great Mixed Yuan Palm is regarded as the secret technique of the Mixed Yuan Sect, which is extremely terrifying.

Cultivating to the extreme, pressing it with just one palm is enough to open the mountain and crack the stone!

If the monk wears an innate level defensive spirit weapon, the surface of the monk's body will be intact, but in fact, the entire person's internal organs have been ground to pieces, and there is no vitality!

The big mixed yuan palm, wear out everything!

Even if it is an innate spirit weapon, it can't stop the grinding power of the Great Chaos Yuan Palm!

Step on!

Su Zimo took another step back and shook his arm lightly, secretly frightened.

If it weren't for his tidal power at the last moment, even if his arm would not be abolished, he would probably be injured!

After Shura Yan Beichen taught him the "Tide Scroll", Su Zimo has never delayed over the years.

Tidal strength, a total of nine.

Now, Su Zimo has cultivated to the third level.

"Huh?"

In Di Yin's heart, he was even more surprised.

Normally, at the moment when the two of them fought, he temporarily changed his moves and broke out into a big chaos, and it was impossible for Su Zimo to resist it.

But at the moment when the two collided, in Su Zimo's fist, a triple force was transmitted, like a tidal wave, rolling in!

It was this power that dissolved the grinding power of his Great Chaos Yuan Palm.

This kind of doubt, in the midst of the fight, there is no time to think about it.

Di Yin has already seized the opportunity, his momentum is like a rainbow, he will never give up such a good situation, he rushed forward again, stretched out his palm, and suppressed Su Zimo again!

Bang! Bang!

The voices of the tough guys in front of the two kept ringing.

Emperor Yin is pressing step by step.

Su Zimo kept retreating.

At the beginning of the burial dragon valley, Di Yin showed a terrifying talent for melee combat, and even continuously resolved the killing moves of the Great Wilderness Demon King's secret book.

Now, Su Zimo can't use the demon clan's methods, his strength has been greatly reduced, and many melee killing moves can't be released.

For a while, it was difficult for him to reverse the situation, and he was always suppressed by Emperor Yin, and it seemed that he could be killed on the spot at any time!

"Alas, there are too many differences, I didn't expect that at the beginning of the war, it was Emperor Yin who suppressed Su Zimo, and the latter had no power to resist at all. ”

"Yes, it depends on how long Su Zimo can last. ”

"Although the name of the ancient demon is strong, it can only be overshadowed in front of Emperor Yin. ”

"Actually, the current situation is already good, Su Zimo can resist Emperor Yin so many palms, which has proved his strength. ”

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

The little fat man and the others looked solemn and extremely nervous, and their whole bodies were tense, for fear that Su Zimo would have an accident.

"Take it easy. ”

Lin Xuanji next to him was very calm, pointed to the two people on the stage and said, "You pay close attention, although Zimo has obviously fallen into the disadvantage and has been retreating, he has not shown defeat. In this battle, it is difficult to say whether the winner or loser is very clear. ”

On the stone platform, Emperor Yin's offensive has become more and more dense and fierce.

His body is agile and amazingly fast, moving left and right.

The palm technique was even more terrifying, and dozens or hundreds of palm shadows even appeared in mid-air, coming from all directions, towards Su Zimo to suppress the past!

Su Zimo's expression was calm, although he was retreating, the light flashing in his eyes became brighter and brighter!

Even if he doesn't have the means of the demon clan, he still has a lot of hole cards!

"Phew!"

Suddenly!

A Sanskrit sound came without warning!

Su Zimo spat out Sanskrit sounds, folded his hands, touched his index fingers together, and crossed the other four fingers to form a mysterious spiritual decision.

After pinching out this spiritual trick, Su Zimo instantly stopped his backward figure.

Under his feet, as if he had taken root, he was glued to the entire stone platform, and his body was like a standing mountain that could not be shaken!

Di Yin's body was shocked.

The bloodline and spiritual power in his body were actually blocked by this Sanskrit sound, and there was a brief stagnation!

At the same time, his Great Chaos Yuan Palm was also slightly affected.

On the clouds, several Yuanying True Monarchs of the Buddha Gate all changed their expressions greatly, and they lost their voices: "Immovable Fundamental Seal!"

Even the guide monk looked surprised and muttered, "How is it possible?"

(End of chapter)